Armageddon Tournament

Enma follows Kuro all the way to the arena where he have fought against many combatants. This is the third time he came. The smell of alcohol and dust linger in the air. The entrance is just as before. Old, run-down, smelly and dark entrance where combatants enter.

You cannot tell what time it is since it is underground. Only when the announcement can tell what time it is, and it only means that a battle will begin shortly. To the fighters present in this tournament, feel the excitement and intensity boiling inside their body, except for Enma.

The dark lobby room reminds Enma from the beginning of his torment. It is very empty to the fact that Enma wanted to smile. He is alone, slowly deprived from his sanity and losing his very identity. "I have to find the Succubus..." Enma said.

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Loud cheers can be heard in the distance. And the rumbling stomps of feet shakes the room. A battle has begun and because there is no monitor inside the room, Enma has no idea what is happening. Not like how he used to.

In the arena, the audiences watches the fight of a man wearing a denim jacket and adidas shoes against a russian bald man with a body of a bodybuilder. Takamura, the arena mc, shouts as always as the two combatants clash.

"Just as expected from a former taekwondo champion, Lee Bang Sung's powerhouse kicks dominates Pentreko!! But goddamn Pentreko doesn't gives a shit about himself and sustain all the kicks like a jackass!! God son of a bitch Pentreko get yourself together man!!!" Takamura shouts as loud as a siren.

Pentreko keeps charging towards Lee Bang Sung without disregards to his body. Lee Bang Sung continues to hit Pentreko and he is getting cocky. "What's wrong comrade? You still think like a caveman?" Lee Bang Sung said to Pentreko with a smug look to his face.

The audience are booing Pentreko for making way too many mistakes. "What is that idiotic man doing?" one of the audience asked. Lee Bang Sung is laughing hysterically but Pentreko is still catching kicks after kicks. His eyes are full of rage but he definetely still keep doing what he is doing, without even attacking on purpose for the whole 30 minutes.

Lee Bang Sung's kicks got slower as time goes on. He got exhausted from being on the offense. Takamura noticed this and then yelled, "Oh my!! Take a look at this!! Lee Bang Sung has gotten exhausted from all the kicking he has done!! But with all those powerful kicks, it is pathetic that he cannot knockdown that Russian Kicking Bag!! Did he planned for this?!!"

As in cue, Pentreko shifts his stance and capture Lee Bang Sung's feet with minimal effort. He spins and dragged Lee Bang Sung downward then locked the leg he caught in his hands. A painful scream can be heard as Pentreko tightens his grip and pulled the leg toward his body while sitting on top of Lee Bang Sung.

"STOP IT!! STOP!! STOP ITTT AAUUUGHHH!!!" Lee Bang Sung shouted while tapping his hand on the floor. But Pentreko didn't let go and proceeded to pull the leg further until it "SNAPPED*. Lee Bang Sung screamed on top of his lungs until foam came out of his mouth. His eyes rolled over and he fell flat on the floor.

Pentreko stomps Lee Bang Sung and said, "Never fight with Russian." The audience are speechless and gaze their eyes towards Pentreko who snapped Lee Bang Sung's leg without mercy. After a while, a wild cheer is let out and praised Pentreko for his talent.

Takamura is very hyper and begins to shout on his microphone. "DID YOU SEE THAT PEOPLE?!! DID YOU SEE THAT?!! THAT SON OF A BITCH JUST SNAPPED THAT LOSER'S LEG WITHOUT MERCY!!! I now understand what the fuck just happened. Pentreko didn't bother to dodge because he knows!! HE KNOWS THAT BRAVADO WANNABE IS TOO WEAK!! With his strong body like an ox, he flawlessly win by knocking out that pathetic loser. He doesn't deserve to be here. Get that piece of shit out of here!! And we have the winner. The one monster who is born in the winter mountain and fought with the polar bears like they are drunks!! The ruthless man who defeated 24 fuckers with his indomitable body!! The one and only man, PENTREKO THE IRON TANK!!!

Pentreko raises his fist then let out his victory shout. The shout is filled with might, making all the people who hears it tremble from excitement. He was disappointed a little bit but he is happy that he won. On the other hand, the loser Lee Bang Sung, he is being dragged out from the ring by the medic team using the stretcher. He obviously can't walk in his state.

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After Pentreko's victory, another match has started in a minute. This time the combatant is the man with the baseball bat against a muay thai fighter. Takamura begins his announcement. "Thank you for waiting ladies and gentlemen!! The next battle between two fierce fighters who will pummel each other!! To the left side is the Yokohama Prefecture Leader of a small time gang!! He have been a rebellious punk since childhood where he had no respect for the old timers!! Defeating anyone that stands in his way with sheer power and determination!! His flamboyant punk hair stands up like the a horn on his forehead with blazing face of an experienced combatant!! Let us welcome this lion, Hiroshima Kikusho!!!"

Hiroshima swings his baseball bat like a katana. He shouts to assert his dominance. He also taunts his enemy to come near him. Everyone cheers Hiroshima because of his identity. And also for the fact that he survived the battle royale incident.

"And to the right side!! The white haired wonder from the underworld!! He has killed alot of combatants in the ring without remorse!! His elbows can crush rocks and his knees can crack metal!! His body is a man-made killing machine!! With his fierce demeanor and iconic brawler stance. Let us welcome the white haired brawler, SOMCHAI!!"

Somchai fixes his bandages and his headband then responded to Hiroshima's taunt. He gives him a thumbs down and declare that he will win because he is strong.

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"And now peeps, two warriors will spill blood and sweat on the sacred battlefield where only the victor win glorious price, while the pathetic loser is just a dumb shit who think shit before entering the Armageddon. The Fire has now erupted and the heat is rising up. Lets see who will leave victorious and who will stay like a trash that deserves to be thrown." Takamura said then he raises his finger and begins the countdown.

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*GONG!!!*

The gong is sounded and the explosive fireworks pop. Hiroshima and Somchai dashes towards each other quickly. Hiroshima, holding a weapon, has a better reach than Somchai. The moment Somchai is in range, Hiroshima swings his bat diagonally upward. Somchai jumps back to avoid the attack but he panicked when Hiroshima steps one forward and swings downward with power, slamming the floor in the process. The crowd cheers and Takamura lets on his crazy commentary.

Hiroshima charges again and swings his bat like it is a sword. Somchai cannot find some opening around Hiroshima. "This guy is irritating!!" Somchai thought in his head. Hiroshima is not your typically school delinquent. His style resembles of a combination of Iaidō and Kendo.

Somchai couldn't think of anything else but to confront Hiroshima in head on. As soon as Hiroshima does an overhead swing towards Somchai, Somchai jumps back then he suddenly trips backwards. Hiroshima sees this a chance and attempts to do a two handed swing.

Little did he know, this is a bait. Somchai quickly recovers his balance and throws an uppercut to the body which staggers Hiroshima. Somchai used the muay thai clinch to hold Hiroshima but to his surprise, Hiroshima suddenly roars out of nowhere, then leans his head back in order to stop Somchai for locking his head. Then proceeded to use his left hand to hold the back of Somchai's head. Lastly he pulls him as he slammed his forehead to his nose, causing it to break.

This could only happen because Hiroshima has longer arms than Somchai, his strong willpower and his hardhead. Hiroshima not wasting any chances, pummels Somchai wildly without stopping, hitting the limbs until it becomes sore. Cracks can even be heard and Somchai helplessly screamed from the pain.

The crowd gasps and cheers for Hiroshima. Takamura raises his microphone up to the air and shouted about the flawless victory. "Look what we have here!!! This pretty fucking pathetic that this self-proclaimed bastard goes down without ever threw any punches! All bark with no bite as they say, this trash is really ignorant that this is an underground combat!! Of course he is gonna lose because Hiroshima is so smart to use a weapon! All hail Hiroshima Kikusho!!!"

Hiroshima roars and wildly swings his bat. The audiences cheer and threw roses towards him while throwing stones towards Somchai. The pain is so great that Somchai passed out. The medic team took him out to save his face.

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The Armageddon Tournament is very intense and the combatants show no mercy towards their foes. This isn't like the official matches from normal sport events. The underworld is where the infamous people show what they can do with their power, either it will be the power of the strong or the power of the rich.

The rich people will go to the Armageddon as the spectators and will happily bet their money away and improve their status. Those who loses will have less money and more humiliation. This is an entertainment for them. The intermission is still going because apparently some idiotic rich man spilled their drink on a lady's dress and caused a commotion. They even needed security to clear this one up.

One particular man wearing a blue suit and black pants observes the ring from the distance. His one eye on his left is a glass eye and his left ear is ripped off. He also has his hair tied in a ponytail and his companion, a blonde haired woman wearing velvet uniform. Her eyes as blue as the sky only looks on what is on her hand. A similar object to a phone but bigger.

They both speak in a different language. "Sir, I got the data for the next match," the woman said. "Is that so?" the man asked. They are speaking in the language called English. The men around them glare at them with envy and grudge. Why do they look at them like that? These two people are able to pick the winning odds everytime. The man in blue suit is wearing a sophisticated black wolf mask, which covers his face.

Even if they wanted to, the people cannot afford to provoke such man, for that man is one of the powerful sponsors of the underworld. He has the power to dominate against competitions. Though he only has one eye, he has the better sight than other people. He is very great at analyzing and calculating risks based on what he sees. Right now he payed attention to the data for the next match.

The woman is his secretary. Her features are way different from other normal japanese people. She is very formal and very mature. Her attitude towards her boss is straightforward but people sees her as a vixen. She is very mean towards other people. Despite having the opportunity to have independent capability on her own, she stayed loyal to her boss who valued her as his trustworthy left hand.

"About that man..." said the man as he glances towards the data that the woman is holding. He is looking at the white haired man whose eyes are as red as rubies. "This combatant's status can be compared to the combatant Kaito" said the woman. The data shows that the white haired man's opponent's data is slightly higher than his, like the power, toughness and speed.

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In deep thought, the man looks at the overall impression of the two combatants. He can see that the yellow haired big man has great build. With bruises and scars proves that this man is experienced. But something about this white haired man bothers him. This man looks rather too young to be participating in a dangerous sport. But something about his eyes makes the man wonder.

This white haired man Enma, had fought with the hard hitter Kaito evenly. He wasn't there to watch the match. But he knew that his eyes are those with rather a cruel and immoral personality. "I have decided..." said the man then he points at the photo of Enma. "I am willing to bet to this man." the man said with a smug. "Are you sure?" the woman asked for reaffirmation. The man nods in approval.

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At the dark lobby room, Enma is peacefully meditating, removing his inner demons inside his head. Of course, that is a bad idea and it only hurts his head. He has too many ruthless memories that are nightmare inducing. All he could do is shut them away inside his heart. He heard footsteps outside the room. He opened his eyes and waits that person to open the door.

Someone opened the door and said, "Mr. Enma, your match is up. Please prepare yourself." Enma's remains the same and only responds by nodding. With his new gauntlets as his weapon and a new set of clothes, Enma is prepared to fight.

In his head, he says this to himself, "If God has forsaken our world, I will not let evil destroy another world." In that moment, Enma gains part of his identity as the hero. His gaze are now sharper and his usual non-expressive face shows a small signs of positivity.

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The light at the end of the corridor shines bright. People's conversation can be heard and a demonic song is played in the background. There is even explosive sounds that shakes the ground. Enma never felt this before. If he can compare this feeling, it is the feeling of being consumed by darkness. It is way much worse than before. Gripping his hand so tight, Enma is resolved and proceeds to walk toward the light.

Takamura drinks a sports drink before proceeding to his announcement. "Here it is what you waiting for! The third match is about to begin! We have an interesting underdog this year who challenged all the combatants in two nights!! He did show that he has the power to dominate others with his fist! A foreign white haired combatant whose country I didn't even know!! Let us welcome Enma!!"

As the lights focus at Enma the moment he left the corridor, the crowd gasp as they were surprised to see him. He looks younger than they thought he be, around early 20s or mid 20s. His body is well conditioned as if he hasn't experienced any injuries. After a while, the crowd pays no mind as they think Enma is just a combatant whose role is a stand in.

The only man who is interested on Enma is the man in blue suit. The man said, "Not many people sees this but he has the eyes of a natural fighter. I can't tell if he is either confident or ignorant in that situation." Enma pays no mind to the noise that the people makes. He makes his way up to the battle ring. It is very different from the two rings he fought in before.

"And now, let us welcome the next combatant!! He threw people around with his monstrous strength! He roars as loudly as a raging bull! No one has ever get up and lived to tell the tale!! He is big, he is strong and he is muscular!! Let me introduce you to the judo expert, BLACK MAMBA!!!" Takamura shouted with enthusiasm.

The crowd goes wild as Black Mamba makes his appearance. His body is bulky and he is carrying a heavy dummy that is used for training throwing people. He did a little demonstration and slams the dummy down the ground so strong it burrows itself on the ground. The audience behind him felt the power. They cheered and they support Black Mamba.

"Look what we have here? A puny punk for my warm-up?" Black Mamba said with his eyebrow raised. Enma has no comment and simply stares at Black Mamba. The man in blue suit is quite intrigue of what will happen.

Takamura keeps going. "And now, the moment we have been waiting for! Two men will pit against themselves at the sacred ground of the Armageddon!! Like I said, there are no other rules expect to win! In order to win, one must knock the other party out, throw them out of the ring, or even better, kill your opponent!! We hold no responsibility for your injuries since you have crossed the line!! Let the countdown begin in..."

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*GONG*

Black Mamba starts his stance. Enma already knows that Black Mamba uses techniques that are mainly grapples. Enma could do what he has to do. To beat him up to near death.

Black Mamba charges and is about to catch Enma, leaving his entire body open. Enma clenches his fist very tightly and stands on his ground. The crowd is shocked. They are tensed about what will happen next. They really think Black Mamba will win due to his bigger stature than Enma.

"Do you think that man will win sir?" the woman asked the man in blue suit. "Have I been wrong Jessica?" the man replied with a grin. "Never once sir." Jessica answered with a smile.

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As Black Mamba has stepped inside the range that Enma can reach, Enma ducks down and throws a powerful punch as he rises up, hitting Black Mamba's body. The punch is so powerful that it send Black Mamba flying up in the air. Everyone is shocked, even Takamura is speechless. Black Mamba underestimated Enma

Enma starts his offensive maneuver and juggles Black Mamba by punching him again and again while in the air. After the eleventh punch, Enma grabs Black Mamba's feet and slams him on the ground very hard. Black Mamba's bones loudly cracks and he coughed out blood. His face shows that he is horrified. His mind is shattered and he sees Enma as a Demon.

Takamura wipes his glasses clean and takes another better look at what happened. Black Mamba is clearly incapable to fight. It should be finished. But Enma is walking closer to Black Mamba with evil look to his eyes. Wanting to shout, Takamura begins his commentary.

"Look we have here!! A stunning performance from the talented newcomer!! Even when faced against a giant, Enma dominates again using his powerful strength!! Black Mamba is such a dumbass who is fucking full of themselves!! He underestimated the combatant who is qualified to enter the Armageddon!! Look how pathetic he looks! Enma showed him who is the boss!!" Takamura shouted loudly.

But everyone stayed silent because Enma is still walking to Enma. Black Mamba backs away but the pain from his broken bones hurts him. He is humiliated and terrified as Enma gets closer and closer. His eyes are full of fear and his teeth continues to shake.

Enma catches up with Black Mamba. He looks down on him showing that he is more superior than him. Black Mamba can only see Enma's shadow as the light is only shining behind his back. Without any word, Enma raises up his fist high in the air.

Black Mamba is too scared to beg. He instinctively raises both of his arms up to defend whatever Enma is throwing even if it is futile. In a matter of seconds, Enma throws a very powerful fast punch. Black Mamba closed his eyes in reflex.

In his mind, he said to himself, "This isn't happening, this is not real... This shouldn't be possible, he is too strong... I don't want to die, please anyone save me... He is a monster, a monster, a monster, A MONSTER!! NOOOOOO!!!"

The ground exploded and smoke covers the spot where Enma and Black Mamba are at. Everyone is speechless. They couldn't believe such thing happened in Armageddon. "Well would you look at that?" the man in blue suit said. "Sir, did you predict that will happen?" Jessica asked uncertainly. "No I did not expect that is gonna happen." the man answered.

The man thinks deeply about it and got a few ideas in his mind. "Does this remind you of the past Jessica?" the man asked. Jessica thinks about it and answered, "That incident?" The man nods. Jessica is stressed out but the man is very pleased. "This Armageddon Tournament is once again gonna be spectacular."